ticklehound
3rd Level Red Feather
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Hey everyone
I gotta tell yall about the dream I had last night. I think it's very telling. So let me set it up: lately, I've been noticing more and more random dreams that involve tickling.
So, last night, there was this cute petite short-haired brunette in bed with me, and I was playfully ticking her, on her neck, ribs, tummy and underarms. She was mildly ticklish but giggling uncontrollably.
Mind you, this is feeling very real to me albeit being a dream and all. So, I rolled over and pulled up her feet. I blew on them, and she flinched. Then I ever so lightly stroked them, and let me tell you, I swear to you she said "Omigod, that tickles so much.
Just as I began to speed up the tickling, the door swings open (the door which incidentally does not exist in my real life bedroom in reality and such). There's a thud -- and I wake up.
I lay awake pondering about what the hell just happened. Then I sit up and realize - "Shit." Again, as stated, I've loved tickling for as long as I can remember, but only recently have I experienced these tickling dreams; except this is the only time that it was so abruptly ended. Usually, they involve other saucy sultry details that I feel inappropriate sharing on a public forum.
I don't know - not looking for any psychoanalytic input. Merely thought I'd share this story in the only place I can. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go eat and drink whatever I did last night and take a nap, see what happens.
-_- OUT!
I gotta tell yall about the dream I had last night. I think it's very telling. So let me set it up: lately, I've been noticing more and more random dreams that involve tickling.
So, last night, there was this cute petite short-haired brunette in bed with me, and I was playfully ticking her, on her neck, ribs, tummy and underarms. She was mildly ticklish but giggling uncontrollably.
Mind you, this is feeling very real to me albeit being a dream and all. So, I rolled over and pulled up her feet. I blew on them, and she flinched. Then I ever so lightly stroked them, and let me tell you, I swear to you she said "Omigod, that tickles so much.
Just as I began to speed up the tickling, the door swings open (the door which incidentally does not exist in my real life bedroom in reality and such). There's a thud -- and I wake up.
I lay awake pondering about what the hell just happened. Then I sit up and realize - "Shit." Again, as stated, I've loved tickling for as long as I can remember, but only recently have I experienced these tickling dreams; except this is the only time that it was so abruptly ended. Usually, they involve other saucy sultry details that I feel inappropriate sharing on a public forum.
I don't know - not looking for any psychoanalytic input. Merely thought I'd share this story in the only place I can. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go eat and drink whatever I did last night and take a nap, see what happens.
-_- OUT!